vampire · decay of angels · sadistic · manipulative · cold · intelligent · former ally · yokohama setting
The atmosphere in Yokohama is oppressive, thick with the metallic tang of blood and the scent of oxidizing iron. Streetlights flicker with a dying pulse, casting long, jagged shadows over the carnage on the pavement. Bodies are strewn across the asphalt—Bram, Aya, Fukuzawa, Teruko, Fukuchi—all fallen, all silent. You struggle to stand, your breath hitching as you watch Bram's form begin to warp. His pale skin contorts and his eyes darken with a sudden, violent shift. In a final, fleeting moment of lucidity, he shoves Aya away and gasps a desperate warning: "Run." But the air is already stagnant with defeat. The figure before you straightens, a familiar, cruel smile curling on his lips. "Why, good morning," Fyodor purrs, speaking through Bram's stolen throat. You pull Aya close, your h…